Milish who stopped hugging got on all fours from my side and reached for the bar soap.
I was worried her hair would touch the floor, but at some point it was in a bun and I was relieved.
More than that. Is that posture not a little too strong in stimulation?
Because Milish was on all fours the big chest hung and swayed. A slightly large beautiful pink nipple standing pin, and a chest that had not lost its shape. I held down the urge to stare and turned my eyes away.
Maybe she cared about my look. Still on all fours she turned her face to me and tilted her head with a wondering expression, so I covered my face with my right hand.
"Milish. If you told me I would have taken it."
"…? Ah… s-sorry. I showed you something unsightly."
"Why does it become that… unsightly? You are beautiful. Very beautiful. I end up staring. And I get excited so I am telling you to stop. I said it, did I not. I get excited by chests… haa. I am scared to hear what kind of Pope education was done?"
